The next couple minutes, everything happened in a flash. All Molly could remember was gasping as she saw Jake and Joe, and the monster Joe had turned into. Apparently Jacob didn't know his "friend" as well as he thought he did. She remembered seeing Joe and Edward fight. In the end it had been pretty even, but Edward prevailed. Joe was inevitably dead, however he was able to take something precious down with him-Bella.

She was still barely breathing, but Bella had obviously been hurt badly. After Edward and the others were sure Joe was dead, they rushed to her side, trying to decide what to do. Most of the crowd had rushed away in fear, and some of them just sat in shock.

Jacob froze when he saw Joe transform. He did know him. He was none other than one of the werewolves that was part of the clan that he so loathed. Jacob tried to phase, but his body was like ice rather than its normal temperature. All he could do is watch as Bella was blatantly attacked and Joe was killed.

After a crowd had gathered around Bella, Jake snapped out of his daze of fear. He instantly ran up to them, but a chorus of snarls held him off. "Bella!" he shouted in vain. "BELLA!"

"Listen," Emmett shoved Jacob, "Get out of here, or we'll all kill you. This is your fault Jacob Black! Get the hell away from here! If I ever see your face again you're dead!"

Jacob sulked backward, but he didn't leave, not yet. He looked at the sea of people around Bella, and then at the remaining crowd. Charlie and Rene just sat, dumbfounded, like all of this was a terrible dream. Then he spotted Molly. Sweet, innocent Molly. Now, they would all suffer from his stupidity.

He picked out another snarl from the commotion. Within seconds he was phased and running off into the woods.

"Bella!" Carlisle yelled. "Bella, can you hear me?" Bella did not respond. Edward turned to Carlisle, with an expression of doubt. "Edward, listen, she's not going to make it. She's dying."

Edward lifted Bella's limp body carefully and was upstairs in the house in a moment. Now it was just Carlisle and Edward.

"Listen to me carefully, I think you know what we have to do. Be careful, lay her down."

Edward didn't respond instantly, he just sat there listening to Carlisle's thoughts as he explained the process. "Carlisle," he interrupted, almost shouting again. "I need to do this." He got a disapproving look. "It's what she wants. I have to do it."

Carlisle frowned for a moment. He was thinking deeply. After just a few seconds, he nodded silently.

The process was fairly quick and seemingly successful. Bella had desperately wanted to be a vampire, but not this way. They left her alone in a deeply locked room. She was not safe yet.

Molly waited down on the lawn with all the remaining guests. The questions were rattling in now, Esme and the others tried to answer the best as they could.

"Where's Bella?" Rene frantically asked in frenzy, Charlie now by her side. The story basically unfolded that Carlisle had taken Bella to a critical condition hospital that specialized in this kind of injury. A far-fetched story, but they were past the point of reality. Somehow, they got Charlie and Rene to leave, ensuring them that tomorrow they would get everything sorted out. Jasper might have helped a bit too.

Molly just watched and watched as it all happened before her eyes. She didn't know what to do; even Alice couldn't foreshadow something of this magnitude. Now, the only thing, only person, she had really come to know was her enemy, and her family was hurting. Molly was undoubtedly caught in the middle.

I'll admit, not my best work, but I'm trying to stay commited to writing this story. I am also writing 2 other works currently, so I get a little distracted. Still, review, and post any questions, and hopefully you enjoyed this chapter and will come back for the rest! Britt